"Give yourself a break... Just enjoy the day, your normal existence. Allow yourself to sit at home or take a drive into the mountains. Park your car somewhere; just sit; just be. It sounds very simplistic, but it has a lot of magic. You begin to pick up on the clouds, sunshine and weather, the mountains, your past, your chatter with your grandmother and your grandfather, your own mother, your own father. You begin to pick up on a lot of things. Just let them pass like the chatter of a brook as it hits the rocks. We have to give ourselves some time to be."
"We've been clouded by going to school, looking for a job - our lives are cluttered by all sorts of things. Your friends want you to come have a drink, which you don't want to do. Life is crowded with all sorts of garbage. In themselves, those things aren't garbage, but they're cumbersome when they get in the way of how to relax, how to be, how to trust... We've missed so many possibilities for that, but there are so many more possibilities that we can catch. We have to learn to be kinder to ourselves, much more kind. Smile a lot, although nobody is watching you smile. Listen to your own brook, echoing yourself..."
"In the sitting practice of meditation, when you begin to be still, hundreds of thousands, millions, and billions of thoughts will go through your mind. But they just pass through, and only the worthy ones leave their fish eggs behind. We have to leave ourselves some time to be. You're not going to see (any) vision, you're not even going to survive, by not leaving yourself a minute to be, a minute to smile. If you don't grant yourself a good time, you're not going to get any...wisdom, even if you're at the top of your class technically speaking. Please, I beg you, please, give yourself a good time."
Excepted from The Great Eastern Sun by Chogyam Trungpa, page 123